Letters I'll Never Send

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I’m sick of this! All of it! Of you, of us, of constantly feeling like an abandoned puppy. If you don’t want to be with me TELL ME. I know you’re oblivious at the best of times but can you genuinely not see the complete and utter state I’m in? I burst into tears sporadically, I’ve lost a stone in two months, I can barely sleep despite the fact I’m working all day. I want to tell you that I’m done, that I never want to see you again, not even as a friend because you’re not my friend, you never will be my friend, you’re the love of my life so far and, as you once said to me, “I can’t see myself ever not loving you”.

I need you to go away or I need you to make me a promise that you’re actually going to be there for me when I need you.

I want my life back, and for some strange reason I still want you in it.